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ir0n-angel · 3 months
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💛Welcome to Year 5 of Fluff-uary, with new prompts!💛
FLUFF-uary is a creation celebration designed to display all your sweetness and light for the whole month of February. There will be a prompt for each day and you can do as many as you like, in any combination or order.
Feel free to write, draw, edit photos/videos…whatever you’re inspired to create. Have fun, it’s not a contest. You can join in for the whole month, do one or two, or even come up with your own. Do it at your own pace, even after February is over. There’s no word or size limits or restrictions other than to keep it sweet (no whump, please – we’re all about the comfort zone here).
When uploading your fluffs, please tag properly with the prompt, the tag fluffuary2024, and any other applicable tags (like genre, characters, any content warnings if you decide to go NSFW etc.) Any questions can be directed @ir0n-angel​ and @crackinglamb.   As always, we hope everyone has a good time.
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banter/flirting
being silly
pining
flustered/tongue-tied
discovery
borrowing clothes
helping out
laughing together
"This made me think of you."
private language
caretaking
holding hands
flower crowns
dancing
acts of devotion
cooking together
snuggling
night out
love bites
sharing food
forehead kiss/touch
giving reassurance
"I choose you."
hugs
"You changed my life."
promises
reminiscing
"I love you."
sweet fluff (writer's choice)
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themaybug · 3 months
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day 4 of fluffuary: flustered/tongue-tied
barcus: oh no the man who keeps coming to my rescue is kinda hot 😳
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ishgard · 3 months
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FLUFFUARY: day5 - discovery
(Belial is discovering feelings.)
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kit-williams · 2 months
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To be held in your arms...
Male Lead: Roland Female Lead: Universe/AU: Warhammer 40k/Yandere Space Marines Canon Status: Yes
Note: This is for everyone who requested for a prompt about Roland holding his child in his arms for the first time. Baby is going to be referred in the gender neutral as I got even amount of prompts for him holding a little boy as well as a little girl. I'll explore more of it after fluffuary.
Also thank you everyone for being so kind over this fluffuary!
He missed it and he knew it but little could pull Roland away from the front lines. While he wanted to be there for her... if he didn't go the danger that could eventually come back to the ship would certain kill her. His job was to keep his Bäckerin safe... and their new kinder. The extra hours out of the tight corridors of the heretical vessel... the rites of blessing... the rites of removing his armor... the prayers after... it all was pushed to the front of his mind to stave off the disappointment.
It was well into her sleep cycle when he can finally go and see her. The midwife leading him to the room she was now in as she goes over the medical details that he knows his Bäckerin will recount in far less of a clinical manner. The door opens silently as he feels so large in such a small room... the midwife coming over to wake her up...
"Why wake her?" He lets it slip out of his mouth.
"Feeding time." The older woman says as his Bäckerin groans looking at her glumly and exhausted.
"Just five more..." She pleads.
"And then your babe will be five more closer to dying. Come now this is the most important part." The midwife says with some warmth in her voice.
He stands there quietly as it smells like cleaning fluids and blood... it smells like her blood... hidden under the sheets and covers as she just opens the gown and presses the wriggling flesh to her breast. "Please little one latch." His Bäckerin tiredly sobs.
Part of him twitches as he watches his beloved being moved roughly as well as his child. But he can smell something... underneath the sterile smell. "There just a bit of a stubborn one. Oh you have a visitor my dear."
"I do? Who?" She says so very out of it still and the midwife just points over to him as his Bäckerin looks over her shoulder at him with those large owlish eyes surprised that in her exhausted state she didn't hear him or see him.
"I'll be back in a bit to make sure everything is fine." The midwife states as she pets her head affectionately before leaving the room.
"Roland." His Bäckerin says smiling and utterly tired.
"Bäckerin... I'm..." He shuffles awkwardly as he's not exactly sorry he missed the birth to keep her safe but.
"No need dear... there is always next time." She says smiling. "Come here... they won't bite... not for several months." She says laughing softly.
They looked so tiny... so fragile... so new... he reached a hand out before pulling back not trusting himself but he runs a finger across their back as they nurse from Bäckerin.
"I haven't named them yet... I wanted to wait for you and well I've been a bit out of it from how long it took... and the pain meds... and just... everything. " Bäckerin says with her usual carefree way of talking with him perhaps even more relaxed in tone and nature. "Take your shirt off."
He looked to his Bäckerin confused, "Bäckerin are you sure you're not still on the effects of pain medication?" Roland said with a slight joke in his voice.
"Oh most certainly I am but just do it. Its for the baby's sake. And sit down maybe lean back a bit."
"I don't see-"
"Just trust me."
Roland normally was hardly concerned about others seeing him in lack of attire... he relished his Bäckerin seeing him like this but he was heavily reminded by the midwife before she went into labor and the Chaplain that Bäckerin could not have sex for at minimum a month perhaps even two. But he sat there shirtless just watching her wobble to her feet as she rolled the medica bassinet over, "Hold me."
"Always." Roland replies just putting a hand on her side as she picked up the bundle from the bassinet.
Their eyes look so big on their small head... he remembers all the things that the midwife told him were normal and not to be mistaken as being an aberration. He watches her eyes look at his chest for an area that didn't have a port and then she laid their child on his chest.
His hearts stilled for a moment as he could feel their tiny heartbeating against their chest... they lacked a smell... besides being covered in blood and other fluids... he held his breath as this... this was their child. His eyes focused on their small little nails... he could hear their small inhales... he feels his cheeks wet as there they were... finally here.
"Hello there little one..." He says softly... in a fearful whisper as he breathes life to the next few words, "Ich bin dein Vater... oder Papa." His hearts hurt at the sudden swelling of feeling for this tiny little human that was not even a day old yet.
Roland turned his head and rested it against her side as her fingers ran through his hair with a warm smile looking down at the crying man, "Thank you.... thank you Bäckerin for giving me this."
"Well thank you for making it all happen. It takes two of us to make this." He feels her kiss his head as she uses the time he takes having the baby rest on his chest to sleep as the fear Roland had for the tiny mortal creature they made evaporated in an instant... what was the weird wriggling fleshy thing was their baby... far too soon to say what features are from whom... but he didn't care as he loved them. Just as he loved his Bäckerin and he hoped to love more while he had his time with her.
Fluffuary TagList: @bispecsual @the-californicationist @egrets-not-regrets @libraryshadow @bleedingichorhearts @liar-anubiass-blog
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somer-writes · 2 months
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gday campers i decided to do a fun thing where i do a monthly wrap up. so heres the second uhhhh somers dodecannual monthly beat down
WORD COUNT: 100,005 words.
WORKS (either new or continued): 59
MOST POPULAR: Twilight Prince
MY RECOMMENDATION: Lashings (extreme hurt/no comfort, reader discretion advised)
IN REVIEW: i am SO proud of myself for this month XD a few days i was like why tf did i take on both whump and fluff this month but I DID IT!! 58 PROMPTS IN 29 DAYS!!!
I could NOT have survived this month without @wanderlustmagician @needfantasticstories or @hotcheetohatredwastaken for their invaluable beta reading and soundboarding <3
Lashings is probably the darkest thing I've written?? until we get further along in demise >:3c and it WILL have a multi chapter recovery follow up
also March rings in the new posting schedule :D due to the double challenge of february, this schedule will be put into action the second week of march!
i also made A TON of new friends this month!! ily all and cannot name every one of you bc it would take way too long but you know who you are <3
ty so much to everyone who reads and engages and to this fandom as a whole for being so lovely <3
so excited to not be ill <3 probably going to treat myself this weekend :D
as always inbox is open so dont be shy :D i do bite actually though so plz make sure youve got a rabies shot bc i dont <3
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irisopranta · 3 months
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Fluffuary day 1 - Flirting
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randomchaosyay · 3 months
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February 3rd - Free De La Hoya - Cuddles
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Warnings: None
Not enough people write for beyblade
Like these guys are unfairly hot and for what 😭😩
Reader gender not specified
You were trying to train in peace for once, your boyfriend, Free, still asleep. You had slipped out of his grasp when you woke up, knowing you’d get nothing done once he’d woken up. You managed to spend a good hour or two training and developing a new launch style before the shouts of your name started.
Kris was the first to find you, Valt and Honcho quick to follow. At this point you were quick to ask of the situation.
“Free?” You questioned.
“Free.” They replied, nodding their heads.
You went off to see what had become of that lovely boyfriend of yours. Since these three had come screaming and looking for you that could only mean one of two things. One, Free was walking around BC Sol and moping, or two he was completely obliterating battling the newbies.
Walking into the training room you were quickly able to figure out which one it was. About 5 people lay on the floor in exhaustion bey parts scattered everywhere. Letting out a soft sigh, you walked up to free and gave him a quick hug from behind as he burst, yet another, bey.
The change in attitude was instant, he quickly turned around, grabbed your hand and practically dragged you to his room, leaving behind a lot of confused newbies.
Pushing you back onto the bed he laid down on top of you, snuggling into you comfortably.
“I missed you” Free’s voice was a soft whisper.
“I know Love, but you can’t just bully the newbies until you find me again”
“It’s not my fault they’re not strong”
You sighed softly, and gently squeezed him tighter. You knew you wouldn’t be moving for the rest of the day. Sure there are more productive things you could be doing with your day.
But you wouldn’t rather be anywhere else than cuddling with Free.
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tallbluelady · 3 months
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“What do you think, Urianger?” Rowan asked, breaking him from his reverie.
He shook his head. “Pray forgive me, my lady, my thoughts were elsewhere.”
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cooking together
summary: shang tsung takes some time to cook with quan chi
warnings: none :)
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Shang Tsung hummed as he foraged through the woods. Although he now had everything he ever needed working at Empress Sindel’s palace, he still enjoyed the activity of finding one’s own food. Besides, it provided a good way for Shang Tsung to determine the quality of the ingredients and that there was no poison within the food. The court may be enamored with his abilities and his practiced tongue, but he would be a fool to think that everyone liked him and wouldn’t try to rid the court of him. After all, he did come from humble roots, and some more than others did not appreciate peasant blood.
Picking the last of the mushrooms from the forest, Shang Tsung motioned for Quan Chi to follow him back to the palace. The man followed behind and watched over him. Shang Tsung was more than capable of protecting himself, but Quan Chi always insisted on accompanying the sorcerer on his trips to the wild just in case. And well, it bought them time alone with each other.
The sorcerer entered his laboratory and made his way to the kitchen. Washing off the dirt and grime from the various vegetables he collected from the forest, Shang Tsung passed them over to Quan Chi for him to cut into pieces. They worked together silently, a practiced routine of cutting and boiling and frying, and moved together in the kitchen as one unit. Soon enough, Shang Tsung put the lid onto the pan to wait for the vegetables to steam a little bit, and Quan Chi finished washing the cutting board and knives and set them up onto the drying rack.
Shang Tsung hummed when felt the other man place his head into the crook of his neck and wrap his arms around the yellow robes that the sorcerer usually sported.
“Be a dear and go check on the rice, won’t you?” Shang Tsung murmured as he leaned forward to open up the lid to check on the vegetables. Quan Chi obeyed, pressing a quick kiss to the shell of Shang Tsung’s ear, and went to check on the small pot of rice steaming in the corner. Shang Tsung focused on the pan in front of him, stirring the food around and spooning in an appropriate amount of salt to flavor the dish. Pouring in a small amount of water, Shang Tsung put the lid back on the pot and opened the cabinet above to rummage through the different seasonings. Unfortunately, the sauce he used to flavor just about everything was sitting just a little too deep in the cabinet, and Shang Tsung got up onto his toes, reaching to try and get the container.
A tanned arm reached behind him and pulled the jar off the cabinet, and Shang Tsung turned around to find Quan Chi smirking down at him. The sorcerer scoffed but took the jar from Quan Chi and turned around to hide the blush on his face. Quan Chi loved to flaunt his height over Shang Tsung as he was quite a bit taller than Shang Tsung, and the sorcerer would never admit it, but he loved how his partner could tower over him.
Adding in a rather large spoonful of the sauce, Shang Tsung stirred the vegetables around in the pot and smothered the fire underneath the pot and plated the food. Quan Chi took the jar of sauce and put it away into the cabinet a little higher than necessary and brought over two plates full of steaming rice to eat with the vegetables. They took the food to a small table in the far end of the laboratory and sat down across from each other. They ate in silence but kept their hands intertwined together.
Shang Tsung didn’t have to cook with Quan Chi, but the small moments like these made it all worth the effort.
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Happy Valentine’s Day, people who observe it! I really wanted to participate in Fluffuary with Big Bright World’s ships!
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I don’t think I’ve ever described what my characters’ Sparkle Matter looks like… I should do that at some point…
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Imogen’s favorite things include cloud watching, flying kites and stargazing. She’s gonna meet an elf who loves doing that last thing.
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Can you tell this one was inspired by Perfect Moment? (I have a really bad habit of spelling things out…)
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Normally, it’s Marcella who initiates or gives a kiss. But Spike, being the romantic guy he is, WILL gladly start or give one whenever he’s feeling it.
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“Doing things with you is the greatest thing I’ve ever gotten to do. You’re one of the best people I know. And, I really want that to last the rest of our lives. So, uh… will you marry me, dude?”
“Is that even a question?! HECK YES!!!”
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themaybug · 3 months
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fluffuary day 8: laughing together
get yourself a girlfriend who thinks pain and suffering is just as delightful as you think it is 🥰
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ishgard · 3 months
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FLUFFUARY: day2 - being silly
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kit-williams · 2 months
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IKEA bookshelf
Male Lead(s): Your Iron Warrior & Your parents Imperial Fist Universe/AU: Warhammer 40k/Space Marine Husbandry Sentience Canon Status: ???
Note: Sorry for being late I'm a mom first then a writer second
I had finally moved out on my own. Finally getting a place of my own and also a tag along of my own... a Iron Warrior whom wasn't giving me a name. Was unsure if this was a bond or just a small curiosity... but either way he just helped moved me in and took some food as payment like most astartes.
"Ferrox you better not be eating the cookies!" I say as Ferrox was like a cat sometimes when it was quiet it meant he was getting up to something. I've had to scold him as since he was being very non committal with me I wasn't going to let him tinker in my house. And besides I had to get everything ready for my parents to visit.
"Ferrox no you can't thinker with that." I say as I see him pull the boxes of Ikea furniture into the main room. He says something I don't understand... I'm not bothering with learning Gothic until he decides to stay with me or not. But I can see his frown as if he is asking why he can't help with that. "My parents are visiting." You say and he just responds back not wanting to listen.
Before I can try to get him out the doorbell rings and I head over opening the door. "Mom, Dad, Kester!"
Ferrox paused as he could hear the unmistakable gait of another space marine.
I could hear Ferrox walk up behind me as I was giving Kester a hug and then I could hear Ferrox growling... like legitimately growling. "No No no!" I say as Kester moves between my parents and me and Ferrox. Kester was out of armor while Ferrox was in armor so if a fight went down Kester would be at a disadvantage.
"You should have told us you got an Iron Warrior." My dad says a little disappointedly.
"Yeah well he comes and goes as he pleases I don't even know if we're bonded and I just happened to be the current person who has been taking care of the local feral Iron Warrior." I say as I jostle to get around the wall that is Kester.
"BOYS!" I shout causing both of them to look at me. "Okay either you have to leave Ferrox or you both have to get along. So stop growling at Kestor... now." I say glaring up at the Iron Warrior who to my surprise acquiesces. I move inside as he is frowning at the furniture now knowing why I got it.
Lucky for me I bring the piece of furniture to the spare room which has several boxes. I give Ferrox some of those cookies he was eying as he broods. I'm far too busy to notice how he slips away into the room Kestor is in... I'm too busy drinking wine with my mom and dad to notice the two spaces marines slip out of the apartment to only return with spare lumber and paint... and a lot of other items that should have all been found inside of the Ikea boxes.
I pause coming out of the bathroom as I hear both Kestor and Ferrox in the room and go to open the door before Ferrox pushes the door closed.
"What is it little one?" Kestor says slowly through the door.
"Was just making sure you two are getting along... are you enjoying building the furniture?"
"Yes little one we have come to a truce. We are fo- um we are working together." Kestor says switching his words after a mysterious thump. I was worried about what they were getting up to.
"You're not building like a bug out shelter or something are you?" I feel the need to ask.
"No." I hear two voices rumble and I just nod to myself.
"So what are the boys up to." My dad asks.
"Building. Seems they formed a truce and are working together... which means I have no idea what the room is going to look like afterwards." I say with a sigh as I don't hear any powertools or anything so maybe they are just building the furniture.
Eventually the two come out of the room and seem a bit more friendly with each other but Ferrox is keeping me out from looking as Kestor allows my parents to look but not me.
"Alright sweetheart we're going to go back to the hotel." My dad says before kissing my cheek as I give them both a hug and kiss and doing the same for Kestor.
Once they are all gone I look at Ferrox whom this is the first time he's stayed so long. "Alright show me what you two did."
I open up the guest room door holding my breath as I look at the room. The furniture looks wildly different from what I had gotten... I don't think a single piece was built in the way it was suppose to be but it was all laid out so very nicely... I don't remember buying a book self... I'm pretty sure there were dressers... I raise an eyebrow as I realize they brought in outside wood and pieces. I chuckle softly.
I lean against him and do my best to wrap an arm around his waist, "Thank you Ferrox. What you and Kestor did means a lot to me." Of course Ferrox preens under my praise. And does more preening as I walk around the room looking at each piece of furniture.
Fluffuary Tag list: @bispecsual @the-californicationist @egrets-not-regrets @libraryshadow @bleedingichorhearts @liar-anubiass-blog
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somer-writes · 3 months
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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Twilight & Warriors (Linked Universe), Time & Warriors & Wind (Linked Universe), Time & Warriors (Linked Universe), Warriors & Wind (Linked Universe) Characters: Twilight (Linked Universe), Warriors (Linked Universe), Time (Linked Universe), Wind (Linked Universe) Additional Tags: Linked Universe (Legend of Zelda), Febuwhump 2024, Fluffuary | Fluffy February 2024, Assassination Attempt(s), Hurt/Comfort, Blood and Violence, Guilt, Warriors (Linked Universe)-centric, Warriors (Linked Universe) Needs a Hug, Warriors (Linked Universe) Gets a Hug, Warriors (Linked Universe) Angst, Warriors (Linked Universe) Has a Bad Time, Twilight & Warriors (Linked Universe) Friendship, Twilight (Linked Universe) is a Little Shit, Time (Linked Universe) is a Good Parent, Good Sibling Wind (Linked Universe) Series: Part 10 of The Realities of Being My Favorite Character During a Leap Year (Febuwhump 2024) Summary:
As the captain is up late working in his era, an attempt is made on his life.
Both whump (killing in self defense) and fluff (care) are combined in this fic. Ch 1 is whump, ch 2 is fluff. ---
another combined fic for day 10!
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irisopranta · 3 months
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Fluffuary 10 - Private Language
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ainyan · 3 months
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FLUFF-uary Day 1: Banter/Flirting
An excerpt from After The Melee (A Woven Souls AU story):
Thancred’s lips twitched. “In all the years I have known Raubahn, I cannot recall ever seeing him look so happy in defeat.” As she lifted her head to study his face, he looked down, meeting her gaze. “Though I dare say defeat to you might well look like victory to anyone else, especially holding out as long as he did.”
Grimacing, she turned her head away. “I hate it when you say things like that.”
He sighed. “Why hide from the truth, Kal’istae?” he asked gently. “It is not your fault that you are the most powerful warrior of this - and possibly any - generation to date. ‘Tis a blessing, not a curse; see it as such.”
“I don’t like being different,” she muttered. “I just want to be like everyone else.”
Didn’t he know it? She was not the only one who felt that way; every Scion had, at one point or another, felt woefully out of place compared to those around them. Reaching up, he laid his hand on her head and she stiffened, then deliberately relaxed. “You are you, Kali, and beloved for it.”
“Beloved as myself, or as the Warrior of Light?” she asked morosely.
She didn’t mean it to be an opening, but damned if he wouldn’t take it anyway. “I can speak only for myself,” he murmured, and she looked at him sharply. “But I couldn’t give a hang about the Warrior of Light. Only you, Kal’istae. Only you.”
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